We were here to go to a tailor shop making ‘dishdash’ – Omani jubah. It’s for my bro. I got his measurement ala-ala cina tailor duk ukur baju tu. Mostly, I could say all the tailor man here are Indian. You could never find local Arabs working as tailors. I always say that if the authority were to do Ops bersih India (like in Malaysia with its Ops and Ops…) sure the Omani will no longer wearing this jubah! Dah takde org nak buat lagi…
He was kind enough to let the tailor man get his measurements. Both of them were very helpful and kind to us. On the way out , one of the man invited us to have lunch at his house on the next day. We declined nicely as of course tak kenal and segan lah kan… He exchanged phone number with hubby.
After two hours, hubby received a call from the man – Mr Ammar insisted us to come over to his house. Yesterday we went over to his house located at Seeb which is about half hour drive from our home. We were received with a warm welcome from the whole family.
They were so nice and generous to all of us. Semoga Allah murahkan rezeki mereka.